Lorenzo's POV

I stared blankly as I drove back home, my hands clenched on the wheel, my knuckles stiff from the grip.

I couldn’t even see Sienna’s face, but I kept imagining how she must look lying on that damn bed.

What the hell would’ve happened if the bullet had gone into her stomach?

And to top it all, she’s carrying a child. My mind flicked back to that moment earlier. Did Noah really sleep with Sienna? I thought, clenching my jaw.

“It’s normal, they’re couples,” a tiny ...